Saturday, May 15, 2004
Will sucking down endless stories of tragedy and war and BushCo poison the human soul?
Hey, it happens. I understand the sentiment. I know its impetus. It all follows the same rule: If all you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail. If all you have is a narrow media-saturated tragedy-thick anger-ravaged abuse-drenched worldview, everything looks like a crime against the spirit and everything is something meant to induce peril and everything is something that will completely piss you off, somehow.
Or, to put it more gently, if you saturate yourself with only one perspective, or you choose a path wherein you are blasted to the core every moment with the worst humanity has to offer, well, the world responds in kind and is nothing but bleak and sad and torturous, full of little tiny leeches with sharp jagged teeth and Lynne Cheney's face that devour your large intestine while you sleep.
Guy has a way with words.